Chapter 8 J*King Off To Her
- HIRAM’S POV:
- It takes brushing and waiting hours after Juniper leaves to realize her lingering taste isn’t physical but mental. Her jasmine scent still swirls around my entire house, and every time I close my eyes, I feel her hands on my body and her lips teasing my skin.
- “Fuck!” I groan, opening my eyes as a knock comes at the door. “Who is it?” I ask, my voice edged with irritation.